If you ask me to love you
Then, what should I do?
We aren’t a pair of slippers yet.
Surely, you don’t mean I can’t?
Change into another shoe.
If you ask me to love you
Boy o boy, I’m stuck heel to sole
Toe to toe, bonded, for all eternity.
And, I’m no cobbler dear
So who’s going to fix the damn holes?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem